Wolves

Sir, I see now how you got where you are at.
So clearly. I remember back when I knew nothing...
or at least less than I do now.
And you sat there with your beer, not quite drunk, but getting there.
with nothing to show for all of your struggles.
Drunk off two beers, at 15, I use to laugh at your stupid stories.
I see now, that they had purpose. You were not an ordinary man.
You were a prophet, and we?
We were students.
You may not have known it all, no sir,
you gave us things we could not learn in school.
Those grimey, nasty, basic lessons, that wolves teach their kin.
The lessons beasts learn in the wild.
Instinct
Little did I know, you were sharpening my instincts,
and I carry them with me no matter where I go.
I don't remember the last time I recalled
something i learned in social studies..
But i remember what happened the
last time somone tried to cut me down.
Like wolves To lambs
no hesitation
not in the wild.
Thank you sir for telling me your stories,
I will carry them with me, always,
So one day, I am not shattered into pieces,
telling children how I got broken.